Not Swimming Ground

Well, six straight rolls in a blind man's game
Half a dozen snake eyes all the same
Holler to an echo
Roll those hollow dice
To the other side
Another time

Got lost on the water
Wound up on the sand
Gaze out through the darkness
With the light in the palm of your hand
To the other side
Another time

I got to say this has nothing to do with the other side
I'll bet they wish they were around the corner on some crazy ride

Every time the walls crumble down
Build up the new ones on the changing ground
Works about as well as water in your hand
The new ones are always the tallest ones
The other side
Another time

You lay out in the water
The light in the palm of your hand
Goes moving through the water
Like the motion of a far off land
To the other side
Another time

Some wins and losses
They hear what they like
Rubbin' toes and burnin' trail
Headin' down the pike
To the other side
Another time

Six straight rolls in a blind man's game
Half a dozen snake eyes all the same
Holler to an echo
Roll them hollow dice
To the other side
Another time